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Thursday, December 18, 2014

An amazing travel journey with my kids

This post is exclusively written for Happy Hours Campaign for the topic Teddy Travelogues as a part of Indiblogger.

In this fast paced life we all are engrossed with our works so much that we realize it when a day is actually end. By then, a new day waits in a queue to be dealt in the same mechanic way. Amidst of responsibilities we forget how to enjoy and relish life's moments. In that monotonous life adventure seems to be lost somewhere. Here is what my mom says and I too strongly believe in this- 
 A life lived monotonously 
has no value until and unless
it has experiences of adventure 

It was enough of living inside the four walls and work day and night. I needed a break and change of air. I had heard a lot from my friends about Kathmandu, Nepal scenic beauty and so I asked Daljeet to plan a trip to Kathmandu this summer vacations. At first he wasn't so interested but when our elder son Amanjyot, ten years old pleaded in his most cutest possible expressions to take us on this trip. Daljeet couldn't deny anymore. Amanjyot being a responsible brother was happily ready to the take responsibility of his five years old sister, Manpreet. 

On June 05, 2014 we had our flight from Lucknow to Kathmandu. It was Amanjyot's first ever flight. He was so excited and was smiling throughout the journey whereas our little Manpreet came half of the way sleeping. We reached there by the next day in the morning. We all got fresh and had our breakfast. Daljeet bought and travel guide of Kathmandu and we were ready to explore the city.

 We decided to visit the famous hindu temple, Pashupatinath which is dedicated to Lord Shiva and his manifestation. Pashupatinath temple stands in the center of the town of Deopatan. River Bagmati flows next to the temple which is considered to be highly religious. Daljeet and I were happy to see Amanjyot and Manpreet listening the guide with attentive ears. Amanjyot was eager to see the Bagmati river and discover more about it so we got there to see the sacred river flowing.

The Pashupatinath Temple : Image source- here

The next we visited to Swayambhu temple which is the most ancient of all the holy shrines in Kathmandu. 

Swayambhu temple : Image source- here
This time surprisingly our little daughter Manpreet showed her curiosity about the place's name. I explained her Swayambhu means self created. I perceived her next question and to escape from that I showed her Buddha's beautiful statue at the stairway of Swayambhunath Stupa. She was smiling in wonder.


Stairway of Swayambhunath StupaImage source- here
Swayambhunath stupa is also called the `Monkey Temple' because of the many hundreds of monkeys who scamper about the temple at night after the pilgrims and priests have departed.

Daljeet and I were tired but kids were in full spirits. They wanted more to explore. We had our lunch and headed towards our next destination which was full of luxuries, royal and grand. None other than Casio - hotel yak and yeti.  We forgot all our tiredness as soon as we reached there. The building was beautifully constructed in King's style. To do our welcome there was a long red velvet carpet, special arrangement of music at the door, those beautiful lights were altogether a dream like scene.  


We were ready to try our luck at casino. There were a huge gathering of people. Variety of food, drink, music and interests. I wished if we could come here every Sunday evening but all we had this day and I didn't want to miss it anyway. We played the game and won some 5K. I was excited to play more so that I can use that amount for my shopping but Daljeet wasn't in support to take a risk anymore and let go the earned amount .Manpreet was too tired by now. She was crying aloud which was quite embarrassing but when her elder brother showed her candies she was again smiling though sleepy. The next day we did shopping, traveled in some more parts.It was a fun filled trip with my kids and dear husband. 

Sunday, December 14, 2014

My Rise Above Fear

Life is the second name of emprise. In fact it is a chain of ventures. Many of them come to our way inevitably whereas; to some we invite our way as a challenge. Challenges are those tasks which you find tough and still you have courage to fight against all your fright, perplexities and hesitations. You believe that gradually with efforts will power will break the inner bond. You will not panic anymore. You will #RiseAboveFear   

I was 7 years old when we had a family trip to Kullu Manali, Himanchal Pradesh. I don't remember much about that trip but I haven't forgotten the most riveting thing I saw there was ice skating. Dad, especially to show the skating adventure took us to Rohtang, Manali. The entire land, trees, water source were covered with thick layers of snow. Unlike other places it had a crowd of people. I was shivering in my mother's arm but as soon as I saw people hijacking life at risk I was awestruck with my eyes wide open. Their dress, glasses, skates everything seemed so much fascinating. I had tempted to do that right there but I shrive, I feared doing that.
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 It was last year when we planned a trip to Kashmir. We had been to Ladakh which basically depends on Indian army, tourism and civilian government. There is an extreme shortage of water and animals in scarce. It was great to see how well the people of Ladakh have adopted themselves with the nature. The next we went to Chashme Shahi also known as royal spring was built by Ali Mardan. Chashme Shahi is indeed a beautiful place with a soothing climate. It has fresh water springs and is derived from the styles of Persian gardening. The next we hopped to Gulmarg. I had heard a lot about this place and was already so excited to explore. When we reached there I found that new place something familiar and immediately it had strike me about the trip we had to Kullu Manali some 11 years back. My eyes we glistening with joy and I was shouting like a mad. My parents were surprised to see their decent girl hooting, whistling and laughing to herself. I feel embarrass when I think of it but then it was me so open for the first time. The moments of elation I lived there are priceless.  

Snow snow everywhere... 
Rocky mountains, chill air 
Land trees and animals hidden
Cover of white snow glisten

There was an extreme rush of ice skaters. I was minutely observing their each movement. Their jumps, slide, accuracy, confidence and outfit. I watched them silently for an hour and there were many moments when my heart skipped its beat but the next second the life was back again. Yet again the same temptation arouse in me. If they can do then why can't I? The same thing popped up in my mind infinite times. Finally, I approached dad and shared my confused state. He laughed at first and told it isn't so easy and is too risky for life. The next he said, ''I want my daughter to be brave and should live every adventure that fascinates you.'' I couldn't believe to my ears. He has been very supportive in all my interests. He hired a coach for me who generally give some valuable tips to the beginners in ice skating.

Image source- (here)
Before starting, the coach explained me about that area’s topography. Initially he helped me in making moves and within a half an hour the training was done. We did not have a longer stay there so I had to make it in the few possible hours. The coach, seeing my confidence announced that now I can skate by my own self. Again he explained me about the precautions and risks. If I lose the balance I might get a serious fracture in my neck and leg. If I fail to stop my body from slipping I might fall in a thud and even die. I was sure of no looking back and thus, I agreed that I was ready to take up this challenge. 

Before starting I said a little prayer to myself and had closed my eyes tightly. I moved slowly smoothly and opened my eyes in joy with confidence. There wasn't any support from my back. It was I, doing the ice skating. It truly seemed a dream to me. I shouted out loud and giggled. I relished this great feeling of overcoming one of my fears and proved that I too can #RiseAboveFear

Image source- (here)



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Monday, December 08, 2014

Cover Real: Matches Made In Heaven by Sundari Venkatraman


Cover Reveal:

MATCHES MADE IN HEAVEN

Romantic Short Stories by

Sundari Venkatraman

Sneak Peak
Swayamwar on TV reality show; Dating Clubs; Matchmaking websites; parents setting up their children with one another; friends getting married and more – there are many ways that couples get together for hopefully a “Happily Ever After” experience. MATCHES MADE IN HEAVEN explores the various premises in the form of short stories that one can relate to in everyday life. There is even one based on Gods falling in love. Shh! I am not going to say anything further. It’s for you to find out.
And there are thirteen of them. While many insist that “13” is an unlucky number, I am quite fascinated by it. I absolutely believe that it’s a lucky number for me. That’s why I decided to publish this anthology with 13 romantic stories. 
About the author
Sundari Venkatraman has authored four novels and a short story anthology till now, Matches Made In Heaven (anthology) being the latest. The Malhotra Bride; Meghna; The Runaway Bridegroom; Flaming Sun Collection 1: Happily Ever Afters From India (Box Set) and Matches Made In Heaven have all been self-published on Amazon under the banner of Flaming Sun. The three novels are regularly seen on Amazon’s Top 100 Bestsellers’ Contemporary Romances list. The Box Set and Anthology are bound to catch up soon. 
A great fan of Mills & Boon romances over the past four decades, Sundari has always believed in ‘Happily Ever Afters’ and all her books promise happy endings. 
Matches Made In Heaven is a compilation of thirteen short stories – all romantic – based on many situations anyone can come upon in their day-to-day lives. The stories revolve around the different ways a couple can get to meet and tie the knot in a culture rich country like India. Those reading the stories will definitely be able to connect realising that one of the situations has definitely been a part of their lives. 
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Sunday, November 30, 2014

#WillYouShave- 3

A true love is a love forever, Happy Anniversary. Mehul wished me planting a kiss on my face. I smiled in pleasure wanting to hug him tight. Happy Anniversary my hubby. Life has been magical with your love all these 20 years. I opened my arms to hold him tight and look deep into his brown eyes same as he did on our first night and I had blushed. We had an arranged marriage that started with a beautiful friendship. He understands my unspoken words and read heart through my eyes. I leaned towards his face to kiss him back and I stopped. Mehul! I shouted and stepped back. Your face looks smelly. My cheek got a touch with yours. It's so rough. I won't kiss you until you get shaved. He laughed hard. Reetu, c'mon don't behave like a kid. It's our anniversary. Does my face matters more to you than my heart that loves you so much? 
Who said that, Mehul? I love you inside outside, you see.  I want everyone to like you outside because inside I won’t allow. I wink and get off the bed to get fresh and prepare breakfast. While I was making sandwiches in the kitchen he came from back and hugged me tight. He came closer to my ears and murmerd ‘I love you’. I had butterflies flying inside my stomach . This time his touch was soft. I tilted my face to collide our cheeks. I did it again to feel the magic of his touch that has kept me young even after 20 years of our marriage. You got shaved, Mehul?  Yes Reetu, though I wanted to keep it and be your man but that desire is not as strong as my desire to love you. And, we kissed again. This time with full passion.

This post has been written in response to a tag from  Green Speck
I would like to tag Someone is Special
This post is a part of #WillYouShave activity at BlogAdda in association with Gillette.


#WillYouShave - 2

It is our third year together in JUIT where life run chasing the semesters. From the very first day Ravi has been very kind to me. He is the only reliable friend I have made. The entire college runs behind him for his intelligence but I am an exception. I don't run behind him neither he does. We walk together. Proudly, like an epitome of friendship. The entire college fuss and spread rumors that Ravi and I are in a relationship. Well, this is something very usual and I care no damn about their babbles. Sometimes, I wonder why the hell I don't feel anything for this guy. He is an ideal man. Intelligent, decent, generous and well mannered. He has everything that I wish to see in my life partner. Many a times I had caught him looking at me in a different way. I am sure of his feelings. He hasn't said anything and I wish he never say. I don't want to hurt him saying a no. Last week he requested me to join him as his dancing partner for the carnival to which I disapproved to avoid rumors. He made a puppy face bending down his knees in the college canteen. Thank God, nobody saw him doing that. I had no other option except saying a yes and I did, for a friend who has always been there. I never had cared of his looks before the last week and I promptly said, 'Eew! that smelly beard. Ravi was surprised and embarrassed to have this comment from me. You don't like it? No, not at all. At least on the face my dancing partner. My last few words made him smile once again. Okay, I will get it shaved.
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Hey Sneha! He called me from back. I turned back and was surprised. My eyes transfixed at him with an utter amazement. Ravi? I can’t believe you could be this handome after a shave. You bowled me with your look. I love you.  

This post is written in response to a tag - Sulaiman Sait
I'd like to tag Someone is Special
This post is a part of #WillYouShave activity at BlogAdda in association with Gillette.